The Waiting Game

24 Days until my 18th Birthday
25 Days until my Class Trip to New York
55 Days until my Spring Break Vacation to Costa Rica
74 Days until my Last College Decision Date
118 Days until all of my Exams are Over
133 Days until I Graduate From High School

Ladies and Gentlemen,
I have entered the waiting room of my young adult life. Some view it as the home stretch, the final countdown, and so on and so forth but for me it is the torturous waiting room.
You are so nervous for what is about to happen that you are only able to sit paralyzed reading a Better Home and Gardens magazine from 2011. (Which is now four years ago. Holy banana sausages.) Interest in anything is gone because I realize that in less than 150 days, it won't matter anymore. Last page. Shut the book. Move on to the next one.
My life is merely numbers. Remembered dates. Deadlines. It is no longer dictated by the events that make life special but by the X's on the calendar marking the final tasks to finish this episode of Colleen's Crazy Life much like the etched tally marks on a prisoner's cell wall.
It is strange to think that a year ago, I was terrified of moving on with my life. I didn't want the unknown, I wanted the same old. But now I am literally counting down the days until I am an adult (also, How on Earth did that happen?) and done with my twelve year sentence to government mandated education. Amazing how one college acceptance letter and a frozen Grade Point Average can flip your whole worldview around. Huh.
Well, all I can ask is that days 1-133 are their own kind of special. Even if they're the hellish, boredom type of special. Which may not be exciting, but are certainly memorable.

Have an extraordinary January 17th,
Colleen